Wall to wall sex

Ukyo was not at all surprised to walk into what was pretty much an orgy when he opened the door to his new class room. Six of his female classmates were in the process of being gangbanged by twenty boys.

Uriko was draped over her desk belly down being spit roasted by two of her male classmates while four others waited their turn. The boys waiting for their turn at the popular cheerleader sported sex slimed erections showing that they were going back for seconds.

Uriko was not the only one. Her best friend, Sayuri had been laid across her desk on her back. Hiroshi had her legs hooked over his shoulders as he plowed her cunt as hard as he could, causing her large tits to bounce wildly. Meanwhile Hiroshi's best friend Daisuke had pushed Uriko's head down over the edge of her desk and was throat fucking the slender girl's neck. A visible bulge could be seen as he rode in and out of the gagging girl. Spit and tears had coated the top half of her face. Uriko was not as popular as her friend, only two boys were waiting for their turn with her.

The same scene was repeated with variations in four other locations as the boys celebrated their first day in the over eighteen class and knowing that every girl they could see was fair game under the free use law.

The notable exception were the two girls standing at the back of the room and scowling at the proceedings.

Akane Tendo was a cute girl just barely over five feet tall. She came from a martial arts family and had been trained in her family style from the time she could walk. Just the week before she had demonstrated her grip strength to all the boys currently screwing her classmates by crushing a pair of walnuts in her bare hand. The threat had been obvious and was without a doubt the reason she did not currently have a pair of cocks riding in and out of her body.

Not that her belligerent and stubborn demeanor was going to stave off that fate indefinitely. She had grown up going to school with all the boys in the class. She had likely made them all eat dirt on more than one occasion. They were conditioned to wince when she directed a hard look their way. But the law was the law. Akane could not refuse any male the use of her body. With only one girl for every three males in Japan, society would erupt into **** if sixty percent of the male population were **** to face a life of celibacy. Or so the government had proclaimed when they had joined the world and instituted their version of free use.

From the time they were born the parents of every girl in the class had received a substantial stipend. An incentive for parents to have as many daughters as possible and reverse the disaster brought on by the introduction of sex-selective reproduction forty years previously. Now that the girls were eighteen the stipend would go directly to them, a large enough amount that they had no need to work if they did not wish to. All they had to do to earn that money was to make themselves freely available to any male who asked.

As the father of three daughters Akane's father had made out like a bandit on the government largess. If Akane were to refuse to obey the law not only might she face judicial punishment, and be sentenced to community service, her father could be fined an amount equivalent to every penny he had received to raise Akane, with extra on top. Punishment for not teaching his daughter proper social responsibility.

So yes, Akane currently was unplugged by dicks, but Ukyo knew that the girl would cave eventually. Very shortly if he had anything to do with it. His cock lurched in his pants as he remembered how she had looked when they had been at Togenkyo, the source of the sap Ukyo had used to turn into a male.

And that brought him to the last female holdout in the class. A petite redhead two inches shorter than Akane, but with a set of double D tits that strained the thin fabric of the shirt she was wearing and making it obvious she was not wearing a bra. The fact that her shirt was soaking wet and plastered to her tits like it had been painted on only emphasised how firm and perky her breasts were despite their size. The wet condition of Ranma's shirt indicated that while none of her classmates had demanded sex from her, at least one of them had been brave enough to douse her with some cold water. Because Ranma wasn't actually a girl. She was a he, unless splashed with cold water, upon which he shrank several inches and lost sixty some odd pounds as he turned into a gorgeous shortstack. Maybe because of that Ranma's breasts had next to no sag despite their size. Ukyo has seen those breasts bare on many an occasion, and they were spectacular. He could hardly wait to feel them wrapped around his dick.

Ranma Saotome, Ukyo fiancee. Engaged to Ukyo at six years of age in exchange for a dowry consisting of Ukyo's family food cart. Genma, Ranma's father, had taken the cart, but had left Ukyo standing on the side of the road. It was that rejection that had led Ukyo to abandon her femininity and begin passing as a boy. Her father had even gone so far as to change her gender on the family register, giving up the stipend the government paid for all female children.

At an age where Ranma could barely walk his father had taken him on a training journey that lasted more than ten years and turned Ranma into one of the premier martial artists in Japan. With the exception of a few old monsters there wasn't a martial artist Ranma could not beat, while male. As a female his skill was not diminished, but the loss of sixty percent of his strength was a serious handicap.

Ranma's existence was questionable under the law. There was no doubt at all that when he was female he was one hundred percent female, but a dash of hot water would restore him to his male body.

But Ukyo knew something that Ranma did not. Something that was going to turn Ranma's life upside down. Ukyo could hardly wait to see the look on her face when she found out.